13"Oh, so I see, will the Heavenly Master take me as a disciple? I'm very diligent and can do anything. The female soldier looked expectant.

Mo Fan glanced at the unlucky Taoist and motioned for him to let the female soldier leave quickly.

"Well, no, your father will be worried, isn't it good for you to go back and be a princess? You know, I'm very tired in this job. The unlucky Taoist understood what Mo Fan meant, and politely refused.

"I'm not afraid, my father has already agreed to me doing this." The attitude of the female soldier was very resolute.

The unlucky Daoist didn't know what to do, so he blinked to Mo Fan for help.

"Solve your own problems! Who told you to be a fool and put on this robe! Mo Fan waved his hand, made a look that he had nothing to do with him, and transmitted the voice to him.

"Don't!" The unlucky man cried with a sad face.

"Heavenly Master, you can accept me!" The female soldier held the hand of the unlucky Taoist.

"No taboos, no taboos!" The unlucky Taoist hurriedly broke away, thinking quickly of a solution in his mind, and in order to slow down the female soldier, he casually asked, "What's your name?" ”

"She asked you to take her, unlucky Taoist, your peach blossom luck is not small!" Mo Fan looked at him with a smile.

"I'm so lucky, I'm unlucky, I'm determined not to get close to women, what should I do if I bring a woman by my side and break my innocence? Help me figure out how to get her to leave, or I'll tell her that you're the real fortune teller. The unlucky Daoist was full of helplessness, and hurriedly transmitted the message to Mo Fan.

"My name is Zhang Xiaoyi, and the Heavenly Master calls me Xiaoyi." Seeing that the unlucky Taoist asked her name, the female soldier thought that she was going to take her as an apprentice, and she seemed very happy.

Just when the unlucky Taoist was full of sorrow and didn't know what to do.

A thick fog drifted through the sky, and the earth trembled violently and shook incessantly.

Countless skulls flew towards them quickly, the color of the bone sprinkled throughout the sky, and the skulls cut through the sky, and there was no end in sight, as if it was endless.

"It's the old monster of the Hidden Spring, take precautions." Xuantian Sect's face changed, and he knew that it was Youquan who appeared.

Several people immediately resisted by their own means, and Danchenzi used his steel wings in front of him, constantly slashing at the skull. Xuantian Sect sacrificed the sun and moon menstrual wheel, the daily meridian wheel protected itself, and the other meniscus-shaped menstrual wheel flew to the front and kept rotating and hitting, bounce all the skulls that flew over.

Mo Fan knew that the magic was not enough, so he didn't drive the magic weapon to confront him, but just turned on the body protection shield to resist. In line with the idea of saving people's lives and building a seventh-level floating slaughter, Mo Fan expanded the range of the light mask and resisted in front of the female soldier.

"Oh, I can't stop it, this demon's magic is too fierce, and these skeletons all have evil corrosive power." The unlucky Daoist was not strong, and after slapping a skeleton with all his strength, he hurriedly hid behind Mo Fan.

"Senior Brother Ling Tian, it's much safer behind you, you can resist such a fierce attack with just the body protection shield, admire and admire it!" The unlucky Taoist instantly felt calm and comfortable.

"You guy, don't think that complimenting me will exempt you from paying protection money!" Mo Fan scolded with a smile.

Mo Fan gradually felt that he couldn't bear it, maintaining such a large light shield was equivalent to receiving more attacks, and a large amount of spiritual power in his body was gone.

"Don't mind, my dear senior brother, hold on, the attack of the old monster of Youquan is about to stop, and my safety is all in your hands." The unlucky Daoist was like a nobody, and handed over all the responsibility to Mo Fan.

The female soldier Zhang Xiaoyi's expression became more and more strange when she looked at the unlucky Taoist, she felt that the unlucky Taoist's current appearance was far from the previous Xianfeng Dao bones, and she couldn't help but wonder if she was a person before and after.

"What to see, what to see, this Heavenly Master is so obscene, nothing to do, happy to be idle, friends to do something, dead friends are not dead and poor, this is my nature, what's the matter!" The unlucky Taoist looked like he should be, and actually took off his shoes and buckled his feet in front of her, "What's the matter, do you still want to worship me as a teacher now?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyi fell silent and was silent for a long time.

Rumble!

The skeleton attack of the old monster of Youquan suddenly increased, and the three of Mo Fan were repelled by more than ten meters at once, and the unlucky Taoist who was sitting behind Mo Fan happily picking his feet naturally flew into the air all of a sudden.

"Ahh The unfortunate Daoist let out a terrified scream.

Mo Fan waved a spiritual power exercise, caught Zhang Xiaoyi, and said to her, "Let's go!" This is not a place where you can stay. ”

Zhang Xiaoyi glanced at Mo Fan, did not hesitate, turned around and ran away.

"What a pit! Senior Brother Ling Tian, you can't be heavy on your friends, my chest is about to be shattered! Oops hey, hey. "The unlucky man lies on the ground and keeps **.

"You've finally appeared!" Xuantian Sect said towards the air.

At this moment, in the sky, countless small skulls formed an incomparably huge skull, and there were fiery red flames burning inside the skull.

"My God, what a terrifying skull, unlucky Taoist, Youquan is behind you, if you don't come again, he will eat you first!" Mo Fan shouted at the unlucky Daoist.

"Ah, save me!" The unlucky man immediately stood up and ran away at a speed of 100 meters.

"Roar!"

The skull suddenly leaned upwards and breathed out of its mouth.

Mo Fan and the three of them hurriedly defended and resisted, but the unlucky Daoist was unprepared and flew up in the air again, and the whole person was lifted to the rock wall.

"What bad luck!" Mo Fan smacked his tongue.

A small skeleton on top of the skull's head flew around, and a terrifying-looking dwarf flew out of the skull.

He was no more than a meter tall, with elephant-brown skin, a rough face, many tentacles, and a tattered cloak that danced in the wind.

"It looks like the monsters in Ultraman, but this one has been shrunk countless times." Mo Fan smiled secretly, it was amazing that the demon could grow like him.

"Hey, you little hairy monkeys, I'm not interested in playing tricks with you!" The old monster said arrogantly, but his voice was like that of a child of a few years old, crisp, and it looked extremely funny with his appearance.

"So you have this virtue!" Danchenko smiled contemptuously.

As if he was provoked by Dan Chenzi, the old monster of Youquan drove the skull to emit a dazzling red light, and bit Mo Fan and the others at once.

"Danger, get out!" Xuantian Sect reminded.

Before he reminded him, Mo Fan had already anticipated the danger and flew up quickly, taking the unlucky Daoist in the mountain wall with him.

Bang pound!

The sand and gravel rolled, the mountain shook violently, and there was a loud explosion.

"This Youquan is really strong! It is definitely a cultivation above the Yuan Infant Period! Mo Fan secretly guessed.

"His grandmother's, one day I will tear apart the chrysanthemum of the old monster of Youquan and use his skull as a toilet." The unlucky Taoist cursed while healing his wounds with spiritual power.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, three smaller skulls flew in from afar, guarding the giant skull in the middle.

The old monster stood on top of the skull, his hands turning again and again, and suddenly four clouds of dark blue light burst out.

As soon as the light group approached, there were actually four people who were exactly the same as Mo Fan and them, holding the same weapons in their hands and wearing the same clothes.

They immediately intercepted Danchenzi and Xuantianzong, who wanted to fly up to fight, and when they fought each other, they even had the same way of attacking.

"Hit ...... But I don't think you can get past your own level, but if you can't get through, you can't help, you don't have the ability, and you can't help if you want to! The old monster crossed his hands and looked at them with contempt.

The four clones made by the old monster of Youquan selected the corresponding people, and they all showed demonic smiles, and then immediately took action.

"Oh, where did you come from, you actually look exactly like me!" The unlucky Daoist screamed.

"It's not fair, why didn't I get hurt and he didn't get hurt, it's not fair!" The unlucky Taoist and his clone used the floating dust to call you, and I called over, so it's not lively.

Brush brush! Danchenzi and Xuantian Sect's clones also fought with them, both using the same weapons, and they fought evenly between the top and the bottom.

"Baimei, you are despicable and obscene, find a few little hairy monkeys to be your substitutes. It turned out that such a group of disciples were taught to be superstitious about your hypocritical mask of hypocrisy and righteousness. Seeing that these four people were entangled, Youquan Old Monster didn't bother to deal with them, and shouted towards Mount Emei from afar.

Then, he drove his giant skeleton to spew out a huge fireball, breaking through the sky and attacking directly towards Mount Emei.

After the white-eyed Daoist sensed it, his body suddenly became larger, and the illusory figure was hundreds of zhang high, he held a huge round transparent mirror, and the fireball pounced, and used the mirror to block it, and consumed all the power of the fireball.

The body of the Baimei Daoist immediately changed back to its original appearance, and he quickly ordered: "Heavenly Thunder Twin Swords, Seven Sons of the Clouds, Three Hundred Qingcheng Disciples, follow me to Panluo Valley to subdue demons and subdue demons!" ”

"Yes!" The disciples in the audience immediately obeyed the order.

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Mo Fan fought dozens of backs and forth with his own clones, and the various magic weapons he used actually had clones, and the exercises he performed were exactly the same.

"No, even if Youquan is in the Yuan Infant Stage, it is impossible to easily create people who have cultivated in the Jindan Stage, and these people's martial arts weapons are exactly the same as the main body." Mo Fan immediately thought that something was wrong.

"I know, this is an illusion, and only an illusion has such great power." Mo Fan had an epiphany all of a sudden, but then he felt a chill in his back, "This Youquan Divine Sense is so powerful that it actually pulls us into the illusion unknowingly, but this illusion is really wonderful." ”

Mo Fan knew that it was an illusion, and as soon as the dementor stab was used, it stabbed violently into his mind, and he immediately regained his consciousness. Where in front of him are there people who are exactly the same as himself, and there are only Danchenzi and the three of them attacking indiscriminately in the void like crazy.

Mo Fan used three soul stabs in a row to help the three of them get out of trouble. Of course, he also deliberately weakened his power when he used the Soul Thorn on the unlucky Daoist, and he was really worried that the unlucky Daoist would be too unlucky and made himself an idiot.

"Whew, it's dangerous, it's dangerous, I almost got killed by the guy who looks exactly like me." As soon as the unlucky Taoist came to his senses, he slapped his chest again, and then immediately looked left and right, "Anyway, who pierced my head with a needle just now, and dared to sneak attack me, damn." ”

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